Han Xuanling thought Han Mo left because he was considering the overall situation and not scruples with Han Cang. Just now, he saw Han Mo go back and return to the tent and frowned.

Han Cang looked cold. After seeing Han Mo enter the tent, he walked towards him directly. His face looked cold. For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable all over.

Han Mo quickly walked to Han Cang, and without saying a word, he punched Han Cang in the face.

Han Xuanling was a little far apart, and he didn't expect Han Mo to come in without saying a word to hit someone. His expression changed drastically. Han Cang naturally did not expect Han Mo to really dare to attack him, but his martial arts foundation was really good. Although Han Mo was surprised and Han Cang brought another military stick injury, he still responded quickly. One hand had already been pulled from below, which was to catch Han Mo's hand pulse.

However, before he could catch Han Mo's hand pulse, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. Since Han Mo was striking, he seemed to be trying to hit him in the face with his fist, but in fact he kicked his lower abdomen with his legs.

Han Mo suddenly took action, and it was extremely fast. It was already very rare for Han Cang to deal with the punch above. He didn't expect that Han Mo would have a move below.

Han Mo's leg was naturally reasonable and would not hurt Han Cang's internal organs. However, the power of this leg was in a rage. Han Cang was kicked onto the couch by this leg and landed heavily on it. His chest was held in a while and he was so relieved.

But Han Mo had already stepped forward quickly, grabbed Han Cang's neck, and said coldly: "I gave you face, but you have repeatedly made things difficult for me. I can tolerate you scold me, but if you are not rude to her, don't blame me for being rude." He let go of his hand and said lightly: "This is not a place where you speak without any restraint!"

Han Xuanling had already come forward and pulled Han Mo away, his face looked extremely ugly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Xiao Wu, why are you... doing this!"

Han Cang quickly got angry. Without saying a word, he placed his sword beside the couch. He held the hilt, drew the knife out, turned around and slashed towards Han Mo, and said sternly: "Han Mo, I've chopped you!"

Han Mo picked up a chair beside him, smashed it viciously at Han Cang, and said angrily: "Do you think I'm really afraid of you?"

When Han Cang's big sword passed, there was a crackling sound, and the chair had been split in half.

He split the chair and was about to go forward. Han Mo also raised his right hand with a different metal glove and waved it fiercely to meet him. Han Cang's big knife was cut off. Han Mo actually used a different metal glove to meet him. The big knife slashed on his fist, and made a "choke" sound. Mars splattered everywhere. At almost the same time, Han Mo's left hand waved and slammed heavily on Han Cang's left cheek. He heard a "bang" sound, and a tooth in Han Cang's mouth flew out, and blood was blowing out.

"stop!"

After Han Xuanling took action from Han Mo, he watched coldly, with an ugly expression. At this time, he finally shouted out loud. The man was already blocking the middle. He reached out and grabbed Han Cang's hand, grabbed the sword in his hand, slapped Han Cang in the face with a slap, then pushed Han Cang away with another palm, turned around, and slapped Han Mo's face with his backhand.

When Han Mo saw that it was Han Xuanling, he didn't dare to do it. He was slapped by Han Xuanling.

Han Xuanling's face turned pale. He looked at Han Cang, then looked at Han Mo, slowly raised the big knife in his hand, and sternly said: "What is this?"

Han Cang's face was swollen, and even a little purple, with blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth. His eyes looked at Han Mo with great resentment, like an angry bull, and seemed to be rushing up. However, the burly Han Xuanling stood in the middle, just like a mountain, but he did not dare to move rashly. He just clenched his fists and bit his teeth together, almost clenching his teeth.

Han Mo also sneered. Although his face seemed calm, the cold light in his eyes was extremely cold.

"Han Cang, what do you think is this?" Han Xuanling shook the knife in his hand and asked Han Cang sternly.

Han Cang said hatefully: "Knife!"

"Do you also recognize this as a knife?" Han Xuanling said in pain: "Do you want to kill Xiaowu with a knife?"

"He is the one who takes action first!" Han Cang made a fist sound: "He doesn't have my elder brother in his eyes. I will punish him. I want to clean up the door for the family and kill him here!"

"It's not your turn to clean up the portal." Han Mo has always been very strongly tolerating Han Cang. Until today, he has come with the mood to alleviate the conflict.

He also knew in his heart that the Han family could have today was indeed because when facing foreign enemies, the whole family worked together, which gave the Han people in the East China Sea to their current status.

Han Zhengqian and Han Zhengkun have also taught the children of the Han tribe countless times. The so-called brothers work together to cut off gold. If a family wants to prosper, the primary condition is that brothers are harmonious and there must be no civil strife.

Han Mo has always remembered this sentence and is well aware of the truth of this sentence. Because of this, although Han Cang has always been sarcastic and has a strange attitude towards Han Mo, Han Mo still tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction and maintain the harmony between his brothers.

But today, Han Mo finally realized that the rift between him and Han Cang would never be alleviated because of his tolerance. On the contrary, the more he gave in, the more aggressive the other party would become.

In this world, no matter ancient and modern times, there will always be a kind of person who regards other people's tolerance as timidity and will not understand that others are trying to maintain the overall situation.

There is no doubt that Han Cang is such a person.

Han Mo now understands that if he continues to tolerate such a big brother, he will become more arrogant, and he is afraid that more trouble will arise in the future.

For both public and private, he must suppress this narrow-minded brother and suppress his arrogance.

What's more, Han Cang's words were so unscrupulous to Xiao Lingzhi today. How could Han Mo bear it?

...

"Xiaowu, stop talking." Han Xuanling threw the knife in his hand to the ground and said sternly: "Cang'er shouldn't use the knife to treat you, but do you still know that the elders are orderly? He is your elder brother, and even if he did something wrong, you can't attack your elder brother? What is this called "fruits of flesh and blood". Knife and fists can only be used to deal with your brothers."

Han Mo glanced at Han Cang coldly, and then said to Han Xuanling: "Uncle, you see who is right and who is wrong. I have no intention of fighting with him, but since he is the elder brother, he should show his elder brother's mind." He paused and said slowly: "Zhi'er had a relationship with me before giving the marriage. I am also going to explain this to him. Even if it is apologizing, it is not impossible. Zhi'er almost lost her life in order to save me the previous time. She has feelings for me, and I can't let her down!" He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Han Cang and said: "You are rude and insulting her. Even if you make another choice, I will beat you up!"

Han Cang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenched his fist and sneered: "Okay, I want to hit you. Let's find a place where no one can continue to hit you, and we will never stop until we die!"

Seeing these two people facing each other on the tit-for-tat side, Han Xuanling knew that the diaphragm between them would not be difficult to eliminate for a while, a feeling of extreme uneasiness arose in his heart, and his face became increasingly gloomy.

The Han family generation is four direct male members.

In addition to Han Mo and Han Cang, Han Bin and Han Yuan are Han Yuan.

The second son, Han Yuan, is Han Xuanling's biological son. He naturally understands his son's nature and knows that Han Yuan is loyal and has no competitive spirit and will not cause trouble in the clan.

The third brother Han Bin is a person with a loose nature. He has no desire for fame and fortune, and only wants to live a happy life.

But it is Han Cang and Han Mo who are the most unstable factors in the clan.

Although Han Cang's eldest son and grandson have a quirky temperament and narrow mind, they are considered a talent among the later generations of the Korean clan. Not surprisingly, they are the heirs of the Korean clan's family leader in the future and have a very high status in the clan.

And the person who threatens his status is Han Mo.

Among the children in this area, Han Mo is definitely the best in all people, regardless of his wisdom or ability. Now he has a prominent identity and controls the Northwest Army. He has long become the first among the Korean juniors.

Because of this, Han Cangda, who is arrogant and arrogant, is naturally dissatisfied.

If these two people can live in harmony and jointly protect the Korean people, the Korean people will definitely continue to flourish. However, the facts are just the opposite. The two people who cannot have the least rift will break up and fight today.

Han Xuanling was angry, but he was also very surprised and filled with worry.

He also knew that Han Cang was indeed extremely stubborn, and sometimes Han Mo recognized him seriously, and he was also a person who could not even be reincarnated. If he kept scolding, it would be impossible for him to have a rift between the two.

He looked at Han Mo and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Wu, the army will advance tomorrow. You are the commander of the army and have a lot of military affairs. Go back first."

Han Mo also knew that Han Xuanling didn't want to see the matter worsen. He kicked Han Cang tonight and gave Han Cang a fist. The anger in his heart was slightly relieved. Without looking at Han Cang, he bowed to Han Xuanling and said, "Second uncle, you should rest early." Without saying anything, he turned around and went to the layman in the tent.

Han Cang wanted to say something else. Han Xuanling suddenly turned around and looked extremely cold. When Han Cang saw it, he held his words in his mouth. He just snorted coldly, sat down beside the couch, gritted his teeth, and the resentment in the depths of his eyes did not diminish at all.

Han Xuanling pondered for a moment and finally said, "Cang'er, no matter what, before the war is over, you should not cause trouble. If you think it is difficult to solve, our fathers cannot control it. But when the war is over, the main sect leader and the second sect leader come forward to manage the matter." He looked at Han Cang and slowly said, "You know that Xiao Wu's temperament is really stupid. No one can stop him. Now he is in the Northwest Army. He is the commander of the first army. If you violate the military law, he really wants to punish you, even if I am the second uncle, I will not be able to protect you!"

After saying that, Han Xuanling stopped talking, abandoned Han Cang, whose face was gloomy, and left the tent.

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ps: Happy New Year’s Day everyone. Then say, eat whatever you need, wear what you need, and do whatever you want and don’t dare to do. I will hurry up and write it and try to finish the book before that day comes.
Chapter completed!